Knife-Edge

Posted on September 6, 2012

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He’s living on a knife-edge
pushing everyone away
What kinda games does this
boy play?
Is he trying to destroy
everyone
What is it from he
is trying to run?

Run away boy,
run
Run from your problems
with your loaded gun
Living on a knife-edge
trying to pretend
Fighting against ghosts
this your defence

I’ve no sympathy
with your ways
On self-destruct you
are these days
You’re a fool to yourself
and no-one else
Where you’re heading
will be worse than hell

The devil wouldn’t take ya
for you’re a mess
Far too complicated for him
a lot to address
So grow up boy fast
or continue on your road
Stop picking fights with
all and trying to goad

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